Chapter 2
Vanessa's pov
They dragged me down stairs I started screaming for Cody. His music was turned up too loud for him to hear me. I had a feeling I was going to either die or be scarred for the rest of my life. "Hecantsaveyouthistimecanhe." Even though his words were slurred I heard every bit, he was right. I closed my eyes and hoped it would be over soon. He kicked me to the ground, the scraggly guy, I heard dad call him Mike, held me down on the floor. He started kicking me and hitting me. Saying how mom's death was my fault. I knew if I fought back it would just hurt worse, so I just laid there. Mike picked me up and threw me into a glass coffee table. My arm and legs were cut up very badly, blood everywhere. Dad grabbed a piece of the broken table and started cutting my legs worse than they were, then he cut my face. My face hurt worse than my legs did. He started hitting me harder and harder, I started screaming as loud as I could. "She does know no one can hear her, right?" Said Mike. Mike picked me up and hurled me against the wall, splitting my head open in the process. I had a feeling their was a gouge, pretty deep. I sank to the floor, not being able to feel my body one bit. Then Mike kicked me in the face and everything went black.
Cody's pov
I heard some noises downstairs and was worried about Nessa. I turned down my music and ran downstairs. I saw him talking with this guy that gave me the creeps, in the corner like nothing had happened. I looked over at the coffee table, it was broke into a million pieces. I looked at the puddle of blood that was by the broken glass. I felt my body start to shake. I managed to control myself, and calmed down. I looked over at the wall, and saw Vanessa, lying on the floor bleeding very badly, passed out. Forget controlling myself I was going to murder that bastard! He hurt my sister, his own daughter, and acted as if nothing had happened. "HOW COULD YOU? How could you do that to your own daughter? Your own flesh and blood? You're a monster!" I was screaming at the top f my lungs, the odd guy started laughing hysterically. Just as dad tried to speak, I knocked him out with one punch. Wasn't hard, he was already about to pass out. I hit Mike a few times before he hit the floor. I looked over at Vanessa and saw she was still bleeding. I looked to see how bad it was. Her legs were cut up very badly, they had lost their color. Her arms were cut up too, just not as bad as her legs. I looked at her face, cuts everywhere. I was about to kiss the top of her head, when I saw this big, deep cut on top of her head. Bleeding bad. I was supposed to look after her, to protect her! Just look what happened. I picked her up in my arms and sprinted towards the hospital. I remember passing one when we moved our stuff in. I ran into the hospital. It was raining out so I was sopping wet. I ran to registration. "Can I help you?" She smiled at me, she looked like she was about 50 so I knew she was smiling genuinely. "My sister is hurt, very badly. I don't know how it happened. Please?" She looked at her and gasped, called in a bunch of numbers through the phone, and a few seconds later these two guys came in with a stretcher. They took her out of my arms and laid her down on it. They rushed her through the halls, and put her into an ICU room. I was so worried.